Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2001 14:51:02 -0800 (PST)
From: jay <morpheus490@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dreaming of Scott/part1

Part 1 of  Dreaming of Scott

Ok this is just a story, fictitious characters, none of them my own
creation, they're all owned by Marvel Comics.

NC-17

You know, everyone puts disclaimers on their writing, I guess it's a rule
so if you are under 18 then don't read this (if there's a possibility that
you could get caught) otherwise have fun with it. This is my first Marvel
story so bare with me!


He doesn't remember his past, sometimes doesn't even care if he ever will.
All he knew is that he had to keep moving, fighting to get enough money for
something to eat and maybe a night or two in a motel along the road.

	That's all he knew until he met up with the X-Men and more
importantly Scott Summers. They had started out despising each other
because of Jean Grey Scott's girlfriend. Logan had only started in on Scott
about her because he could smell that it made Scott angry. He hadn't known
why he loved getting Scott angry but it caused something in him he didn't
know to start to show out.

	Only after Logan had become an X-man and was sent back north to
search for remnants of his past did he know why. One night while he was out
on the prowl, Logan now Wolverine, for no apparent reason started thinking
about Scott, his hair his clothes but more importantly his smell. Scott
smelled like apples, apples and sweat.

God, how he had just wanted to fuck the little prick! Thinking of this got
Logan horny as hell and no amount of rubbing he did could get rid of it, so
after he finished his search for the night he when back to the hotel on the
motorcycle he "barrowed" from the school to freshen up, changed his
clothing, and stopped off at a bar to look for someone to spend his evening
with.  In the corner he saw a pretty skinny teenage girl with big breasts,
at the counter there was a man who looked like a stereotypical lumberjack.
Logan decided that tonight he would take a man instead of a girl so he sat
at the bar and ordered a drink.

	"Hey, I'm John, how's your night been?" The lumberjack said
thrusting out a hand

	"Its been great but you know...it could get better" Logan said, a
bit out of character but hell he'd do anything to get his rocks off
tonight, taking his hand and squeezing with the last part of his sentence.

The huge man just smiled and laughed but showed a deep urgency in his
eyes. Almost instantly Logan could smell Johns arousal and decided that
instead of dawdling around the bar that they should just go and fuck in his
truck and then part. He stood up and after making sure that no one was
looking, spoke directly into John's ear.

	"I have a truck out in the lot right now, if you want to fuck then
follow me out in a few minutes. The doors will be unlocked and I'll be
waiting. If you aren't out in five minutes then I'm leaving." He said as he
licked John's ear once and headed out to his truck.

Logan didn't have to wait very long. John came out and got into the back of
the truck with him.

There were no words, there was just sloppy kisses, clothing being shed and
then warm, wet sex. John had an incredible body, one that anyone would have
been happy to have He was tall with dark hair and blue eyes, hairy all
over, he had the cutest lips that just looked like they wanted to be kissed
and licked. Logan (after ripping John's boxers off) took his nice dick in
hand and looked at it. It was impressive smaller then his but still
impressive. It was at least 8 inches long, thick and uncut. Logan took his
own monster out and shoved it into John's mouth as he sank down and impaled
his face on the only other dick in the truck.

	It tasted sweat.

John had a nice scent. It...it smelled like Scott! Logan closed his eyes
and imagined that he had just ripped Scott's clothing off and was in the
best 69 he had ever experienced. This got him overly excited and he shot
into John's mouth bringing him back to reality. John looked up and started
to eat off as Logan got some lube out of the glove box.

	"What's that for?"  John said innocently.

	"Its for your ass John, I'm going to fuck you into the floor...do
you have a problem with that?" Logan said snarling as he imagined John was
Scott.

	"But I don't do..."his voice caught in his neck as Logan growled at
him as if he had just changed over into a wolverine. John was quiet as
Logan got his ass ready for the fuck of a lifetime.

	"Are You Ready?" he asked making it sound like more of a statement
then an actual question.

	"Yes" was all John could say as Logan began to thrust into him,
long, deep, hard, forceful thrusts.

	Logan entered into that dark damp sweaty place he loved to
be. There he could just let go and instinct would take over and usher him
into blissful pleasure. Here he didn't have a care in the world. Then
something invaded his bliss...it was a thought of Scott.

"Scott what am I thinking about Scott for?" He thought as his orgasm began
to build in his strong loins.

He tried to dismiss the thought of Scott as he enjoyed this few minutes of
heaven but couldn't force the thought from his head. He came and kicked the
guy out after finishing him off and headed back to the hotel where he slept
fitfully for the rest of the night dreaming of who else but...Scott.

	In the morning he awoke and he knew that the only thing he could do
was return to the mansion and face Scott. This was so sudden, "Why am I
doing this to myself?" he thought as he loaded the motorcycle into the back
of his truck.

	Back at the school

"Welcome back Logan did all go we..."Ororo said opening the door but was
interrupted as Logan brushed past her swiftly.

	"Where is Scott?" Logan said with urgency in his voice.

	"He's in the danger room, but what's wron..."Cut off again as Logan
left the room.

Logan went through the mansion quickly heading down to the bottom floor to
get to the danger room.

	Cyclops was in the middle of a training exercise when Logan burst
through the door.

	"What's the meaning of this? Why did you come in here and interrupt
me?" Scott said crossly.

	"Shut up!" Logan said coming closer to him.

	"What are you doing?" He said as he was enveloped in Logan' strong
arms.

	"I said shut up" Logan said again. He began to smell Scott, that
same apple mixed with sweat smell that turned him on. He smelt
apprehension, confusion, fear, but more importantly he smelt Scott's
arousal.

	Logan leaned forward and planted his lips right on Scott's mouth.

-The end

I am quite sure there will be a sequel so just wait for it.
Comments questions flames anything just e-mail me morpheus490@yahoo.com